Flames in her eyes
grows brighter and brighter
until you can no longer see it.
You feel such a great love
coming from these beams.
The glow fades, taking you with it.
In its place two   small globes of
crystal sparks; then rolls back up
to the shape of hard stones;
later to become the tear drops
from the eyes once again.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Engraved, into the curved shapes
of two stones of her statue,
looks like the deep images of eyes,
weeping in painful tear-drops;
The place is sacred !

Embossed, into the smoothed shapes
of two doves of her statue,
looks like the green leaves of life,
pouring in graceful milk drops;
The place is sacred !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

An elevator;
takes you up and down
frequently;day and night;
either  to  heaven; or to  hell;
It depends how you behave;
Sometimes upward;
other times  downward;
or even to underground !
It looks like  God’s own iron hands;
who orders to be carried
either up or down;
Down to the hell; up to heaven;
The Lord’s chariot; neither pulled
by a horse nor by any  wheel;
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An elevator takes you up to heaven;
Sometimes down to your own hell!
Also it looks like the gallows;
or a hanging tree;
or a bore-well ;
no water; no air;
like a devil's fort in dark;
once you be in his custody;
No openings; No closings;
Neither a start nor an end;
a lifeless life;
within a life !
*
___________________­_______
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Swiftly,   at the
hours of dense darkness,
She, my blessed,
beautiful  Goddess,
appeared with a
smile in her immortal eyes
  and  asked what had happened
yesterday and
    why did I call her again ?
*    
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

In a sweet nibble of mine;
A cold blood- drop clots
on your red lips.
In a sweat hug of mine;
A strong thread enters
into the hole of your heart;
To stitch our bodies into
one cloth for a
life better together....
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com

You are the Poet,
Among the first five;
I do understand,
You are the
Poet of the Poet;
The best poet!
Neither “Homer”
Nor “Gibran”;
Neither “Neruda”;
Nor “Tagore”;
Like all other
Poet of the Poets;
You too scribbles nonsense,
Sometimes like the
other famous poets;
You yourself is the originator;
As well as the reader.
then you become
victorious; defeated…….
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  You are the King
Among the first five
I do understand
You are the
King of the Kings;
The best King !
Neither “Charles II”
Nor “Henry V”;
Neither “Edward”;
Nor “Asoka”;
Like all other
King of Kings,
You yourself is the Creator;
as well as the destroyer;
You  too declares world war
sometimes like the
other famous Kings!
Without warnings
You yourself is the creator;
As well as the destructor;
then you become
   victorious;the defeated..
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*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

When the little dew kissed
the tiny green grass;
Earth rotated in its full thrill;
Flowers dance in the dawn,
by the sun’s magical touch.
Teardrops have left my eyes;
Words appealing to my ears;
softly whispering  my love;
and to lust as day
turns down into night
Souls entangled now
embracing me
until next day light
creeps into my mind !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com